Narrative

Running… running more. A dog said while walking with my pregnant mother: I love this goat very much, my dog. She follows me to every place and plays with me until she watches me every day under

In the morning, Amjad saw Apache airplanes throwing at the opposite building. He saw the warships piercing the building of the man who used to greet him every day, saw the smoke, and heard the screaming. Amjad went at night to sleep while thinking about the man and the airplane. He kept saying to himself while on his bed: Why don’t we have airplanes to throw at their airplanes? He was extremely afraid. In the middle of the night, Amjad screamed, as he saw an Apache airplane in the sky. It was extremely high, higher than all the buildings and trees. He took a stone and threw it at the airplane, but he didn’t hit it. The matter inside him while he was throwing the stone angered the soldier greatly, so he directed the airplane’s machine gun toward Amjad to shoot fire at him. ...

Lunja is a girl of beautiful appearance, indeed enchanting in beauty. She is the daughter of two monsters, or rather two very ugly monsters. They are the ogre and his wife, the ogress. Those monsters our Arab heritage mentioned long ago, especially in Algerian society. Princess of the Forests: There was a saying Lunja always heard while playing with her rooster, which meant: What are you thinking in your mind, Lunja? That saying was an indication of Lunja’s beauty, her elegance and grace. This extraordinary beauty that made all the princes of that ancient era always desire to marry her and propose to ask for her hand. But the fame of her monster parents would spread the news of Lunja’s beauty and force those princes to think a lot before taking that step with two wild monsters like them. ...

Our Arab heritage, from east to west, is filled with many stories and legends that our grandmothers narrated to us when we were small. The time has come to narrate some of what we heard. The story of the seven brothers is a lesson, admonition, and counsel. It is inspired by the Algerian folklore, and this is the story. There was a lady called Khadija, living with her husband in a simple hut. The couple wanted very much to be blessed with a baby girl, but God’s will is above everything, of course. So God blessed them with seven boys, one after another. Khadija kept giving birth to boys until her sons all agreed when their mother was pregnant with her last child, that if she didn’t give birth to a girl for them, they would all leave the house and never return to it again. ...

The animals gathered around the lion, and he explained to all what he had to do. He said to the elephant that he was huge and strong and would fight in the forefront. Then he said to the fox: Since you are the most cunning of animals, you will help me in planning the battle strategy. The lion, king of the forest, decided one day to declare war on the neighboring countries. ...

There was a couple of Titi birds living on the sea shore. The female birds would wait for the time of laying eggs to raise the children. When the anticipated time for laying eggs came, the wife asked her husband to search for a safe place to lay her eggs, saying: My dear, is there perhaps a place better than this shore to lay the eggs in? Why don’t you search for a safe place for us to lay the eggs in? The sea waves in winter nights come high, and there might be danger in that for our children. So try to search for a safe place from sea waves before their time comes, my dear. ...

Some of the stories and narrations we hear from our grandmothers may not constitute heritage passed down by generations. They may be narrations about true events they lived at their age, by their familiarity with reality and that ancient time periods were indeed filled with events that today’s mind cannot easily believe. The narrator says and her name is Asma: We were sitting in our rural home one of the winter nights extremely cold in temperature. The weather was storming severely outside to a truly terrifying degree. During those thunderous storms and this unstable weather, the electrical current suddenly cut off. ...

Hundreds of years ago, in ancient times in one of the villages, lived a family consisting of six individuals: parents and four sons. During that period of ancient time, people enjoyed many marvels and miracles that were granted to many. That small family was full of different abilities of its individuals. The daughter was called Rufa, and the four sons had inherited their strength and power from their father Einov, who was able to kill a huge bull with only one strike of his hand. ...

The lion, king of the forest, fell ill and was known for wisdom and justice among the animals. When the disease intensified on him, he became unable to visit except the giraffe. She would attend to serving him and fulfilling his requests. He admired her for her wisdom. One day he said to her: Old age has caught me early. I have become weak in sight and body and cannot remain king of the forest. ...

My name is Firas. I love to tell all people. My mother gave birth to a sister for me, small, small, small. My father asked me as he hugged me: What shall we name her? We must give her a name. Shall we name her Nora? Monitoring My Little Sister: I answered my father with approval, and I was happy. My father laughed, and my mother said: Firas’s little sister, her name is Nora the beautiful, and this is Firas your big brother, the clever prince. I used to monitor my sister Nora a lot. I found that when she was hungry, she would cry and scream with a loud and audible voice. Nora would defeat me when my mother left me alone with her. ...